Chapter 682: Make a disaster (1/2)
The monk with a clear eyebrow walked out of the forest where the black dragon evil sect was located.
He didn't tell the Nanxianzhou Zongmen forces about the emergence of Moxiu, because the demons had to come in person to remove the demons.
”brush!”
A white fluffy kitten came over, landed on his shoulder, and said, ”Where are we going?”
Can speak?
Isn't it a spirit beast comparable to the King of Wu?
Ye Fei.
The little guy's strength is not at the low level, and he speaks because he has this function.
Saying that human language has at least spirit beasts, but mutant beasts can turn on their intelligence in advance.
Psychic cats are one of them.
This kind of pet-like guy is not very strong, and can even be described as Zhan Wujiao, but he can communicate with humans normally after being born.
He gave it a cute appearance and the right to speak, naturally depriving it of combat power.
of course.
The biggest advantage of psychic cats is that their sense of smell is extremely developed.
”what?”
The little guy standing on the monk's shoulder, sniffed lightly, wondered: ”You have magic energy, has there been a magic repair in the mountains?”
Nose blowing is true spirit.
”You're outside, don't you smell magic?” The monk said.
”No.”
Psychic cat head said.
”May not come and go from here.”
The monk took it around the forest, but he still found nothing.
”Strange.”
The lingering cat wondered: ”There is obviously magic, why is there no clue around it? Could that guy fly away?”
The monk said: ”The opponent is very enchanted, and his strength may have reached the rank of emperor.”
”啧啧.”
Psychic cat said: ”This level of magic repair is not something you can deal with, why bother to look for him without interest.”
”Because.”
The monk's gaze firmly said, ”This is the responsibility of the poor monk.”
”Ok.”
The psychic cat scratched his face and said, ”You are a qualified Buddhist monk, but you are too obsessed with self-denial, and sooner or later you will die in the hands of the magic monk.”
”Amitabha.”
The monk clasped his hands together: ”I will not go to hell, who will go to hell.”
”...”
The psychic cat said, ”What's next?”
”Find.”
”Where to look?”
”Starfall continent.”
”Wait for your long hair and waist, you may not find it.”
The monk silently walked.
”Oh? Is that guy dressed in 袈裟, is it Buddhism?”
”Buddha lost a lot of top powerhouses in the battle of the positive demons before 10,000 years ago, and then gradually declined. I did not expect anyone to go this way.”
奇怪 ”Strange, why does that guy have hair and shouldn't shave his head?”
”Isn't it a fake?”
The monk stopped, turned and snarled at the distant warrior: ”The poor monk is with a spiritual practice! With a spiritual practice! With a spiritual practice!”
”Whooh —————”
The sound contains some kind of power, which resonates with space, and instantly forms a very strong penetrating power, shaking the blood and blood of hundreds of feet away.
A middle-aged man was shocked and said, ”Big lion roars!”
”Amitabha.”
The monk controlled his emotions and apologized, ”The poor monk is rude.”
brush!
I left with a wave of sleeves.
Uh ...
That night.
The monk sat in a cave, holding a rosary, silently reading the scriptures.
Wan Zai ago.
After the demon order was issued, the first martial arts officer was Buddhism.